As he dodged the Sword Qi, Zhang Meng instantly condensed two rows of icicles on either side of him. With a wild laugh, he sent them crashing down toward the black-clothed youth.
The black-clothed youth didn't dare be careless. He rapidly swung his longsword, shattering the icicles into chips of ice.
Unfortunately for him, Tu Xiaoshan and Li Mufeng had already launched their attacks. From a distance, Tu Xiaoshan could be seen charging forward like a wild bull. At his terrifying speed, a hazy layer of Gang Qi rose up before him, turning his whole body into a cannonball.
BAM!
The black-clothed youth, having just shattered the icicles, had no time to react and was sent flying.
At the same time, Li Mufeng had already locked his gun onto the youth. It fired a long, blue bolt of light that exploded into a large blue net upon contact, binding him tightly.
"Still got a big mouth, kid?" Zhang Meng jiggled his fat as he stepped forward and demanded.
